Suddenly, Ryan did not feel like going to work anymore.

As he kissed her rosy lips, his hand moved to loosen his tie.

"Don't..."

Carrie gasped softly, her face flushing as she caught his hand. "It's already tied perfectly. Don't ruin it. Let's wait until you come back..."

"Alright. You'll make it up to me tonight then," Ryan whispered huskily, his voice laced with desire as he nuzzled her ear.

Her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink, and she nodded shyly.

Yasmin had prepared breakfast. She was standing at the door, not wanting to intrude.

She could hear the intimate whispers and amorous sounds from inside the room. A smile played on her lips.

Ryan always lingered with Carrie until the very last moment before leaving.

I have a

gently on the chair in front of the vanity.

jade hairpin shimmered, and Carrie could

you never wore any. But I want you

then somewhat clumsily arranged it into a bun,

he had done things he never thought

felt it was not enough. He thought he owed her so much more than

finished arranging the

fiancee was even more stunning. Her skin was fair, and her eyes were bright and lively, making even the finest treasures pale in comparison. "Carrie, do you know what it means when a man ties a

deep and tender. "It means you are my wife. You're now

light from outside shone on Carrie's smooth, white cheek. Her eyelashes

strode out of the villa, with Yasmin

Carrie meet anyone at the academy

night and the

and painting in the studio, she

"Sir, is

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